The sun rises, it shines, and it sets. Every day. We count on it, we count on that sun rising once again. There is no doubt in my mind that it will come. Most of the time I don't even think on it because of just how sure I am that it will shine. I take it for granite, really. A new day. What could be better, what could be more needed? It is as though the sun comes back up to say everything is gonna be ok. And it sets as though to say what is done today is gone, move on, I will cover the deeds of today black as night like a blanket over the earth. But don't worry, I will be back tomorrow, and we will have a fresh day, we will start over.
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